Carson Valley, Nevada
6"x8", oil on linen panel
I stopped at this somewhat abandoned ranch house on Hwy 88, south of Gardnerville this afternoon. The wind was blowing about 20 mph, snow was threatening from the southwest. I lashed my easel to the truck mirror to keep it from blowing away. I'm really tired of the cold weather, it feels like spring has been disregarded and we'll go from 30 deg weather straight to the 80's in a week or two. Never-the-less, the trees are budding-out, the grass is no longer pale yellow and the valley is noticeably changing into the multiple shades of green that it's well known for.
I paint quickly, each stroke meaningful and deliberate. Cows graze next to me, they stop from a moment, look at me and snort, I smile back and keep working. I'm finished in an hour, I love the trees and the foothills.
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